Marcus froze, his hand tightening around his phone as if gripping it harder would make the nurse’s words disappear.
“What do you mean the cops came to arrest her?” His voice was low, sharp, and laced with disbelief.
“I’m so sorry, sir,” the nurse replied, her voice hurried and strained against the chaos in the background. “They showed up about an hour ago. Something about endangerment charges and trespassing on private property. It all happened so quickly—”
Marcus’s free hand clenched into a fist, his jaw tightening. “Where is she now?”
“They took her, sir,” the nurse admitted, a note of regret in her voice. “The police were very insistent. She tried to resist, but in her condition, there wasn’t much she could do.”
Marcus shot up from the couch, pacing the length of his minima
